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Poems of Nature and The Countryside

Mike Springate

I know a bank where the wild violets grow
And daffodils stand massed like sentries in a row;

Where the first daisies open their whitened eyes
To blink at the spring sunshine in surprise.

Follow the seasons through the eyes of poet, Mike Springate, in his charming collection of poems about the ever-changing aspects of his landscape through the year.

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I have been writing poetry since my school days at Marylebone, where one of my English teachers, Tom Blackburn (himself a published poet) induced me to start versifying.

My other great love is music. Evacuated in 1939 from London to Burnham-on-sea, I became a chorister aged four and have been singing in choirs ever since. highlights include Oh, for the wings of a dove in Wells Cathedral and several operas at Oxford University (where I even found time to read English, including Anglo-Saxon).

After two years with the RAF - a brief period when they needed National Service aircrew, sending me from Cranwell to Canada - I joined BOAC as a graduate trainee. Here I was posted all over the world in various managerial capacities for thirty-three very enjoyable years, during which I married twice (Nina from Brazil, Audrey from Cookham) and produced a son, Christopher. Sadly, all three died and I remain a grumpy old widower in Cookham Dean, where, of course, I sing in the choir of St. John the Baptist.